much and she felt sexy in it. She looked up at him as she rubbed the oil onto her tits. He was looking down at the ground, straining as he did his reps, not paying attention to the show she was putting on just for him.
She spread her legs in front of him and brought her knees up, giving him a nice view of her crotch. If this wasn’t enough to make him notice, well then maybe he was just gay or something. That wouldn’t be all bad. She’d always wanted a gay friend.
Rubbing the oil onto the inside of her thighs now, she said, “That looks hard,” wanting him to look at her.
He finished his set and let the dumbbell drop to the ground and then looked up at her. His eyes went straight to her pussy then darted away quickly. “It’s not too bad. You get used to it.”
She felt herself getting wet and she wondered if it showed through the blue material of the bikini. “Yeah, but most guys my age probably couldn’t lift as much weight as you.”
He laughed. “That is probably true. I do have that old man strength going for me.”
“I don’t think you’re an old man.”
“Well, me neither. It’s just an expression.”
“Oh,” she said. Not sure what to do now that she had his attention.
“Are you sure you have enough oil?” He smiled at her.
She looked down at her legs. They were all greasy now. She hadn’t been paying attention and had put way more than she’d meant to. Damn it. Whatever. She could just play it off. “I like a lot of oil.”
“Don’t use too much. It’s like cooking your skin. You don’t want to get skin cancer.”
“I won’t get cancer.”
“Ah, youthful optimism. I remember those days.”
“I’m not that young anymore you know. I’m going off to college soon. You probably won’t see much of me after I leave.”
“You’re not going to come back to visit me?”
“No, I mean I’ll visit. But who knows how often. I’m sure I’ll have lots of parties and stuff to go to. And finals or whatever. But on holidays I’ll come visit.”
He laughed again.
“Chuck?” she said.
“Yeah?”
“Would you mind putting oil on my back? I can’t reach it.”
“Um, I guess so.”
“I won’t bite, I promise.”
He shrugged and came and stood over her.
She wanted to rip his shorts down and put his cock in her mouth so bad. She resisted the temptation, and flipped over on her belly, then untied her bathing suit so he could put oil there. Her inner thighs tingled, and her pussy ached. She’d have to go take care of herself soon.
He knelt down beside her and squirted oil onto her back. It was warm and sticky. She wondered if that’s what it would feel like if he came on her.
His hands were on her back now, rubbing the oil in. They were so strong. He was doing it slow and hard like a massage. She sighed and enjoyed her step-dad touching her. “That feels good,” she said. “It’s like a massage.”
“It’s not too hard?”
“No, I like it hard.”
Then he finished her back and went over to his bench. She watched him has he walked and there was no mistaking the outline of his erect cock through his shorts when he turned around to face her with another weight in his hand.
Very slowly, she crept the hand that was farthest from him, on the other side of her body, underneath her hips, careful not to move so quickly that he would see her. He was doing some kind of squat thing now and not watching her. She slipped her fingers inside the bottoms of her bathing suit and into her moist sex. They slid right in from all her wetness. She moaned softly has she fingered herself, Chuck only ten feet away, grunting as he worked out.
He put the weight down and sat down and looked over at her. She stopped fingering herself but didn’t dare move her hand. She didn’t think he could see where her hand was from his angle but if she moved it out it would probably be obvious.
“Where did your mom say she was going again?”
“I don’t know. Shopping or something. She won’t
She spread her legs in front of him and brought her knees up, giving him a nice view of her crotch. If this wasn’t enough to make him notice, well then maybe he was just gay or something. That wouldn’t be all bad. She’d always wanted a gay friend.
Rubbing the oil onto the inside of her thighs now, she said, “That looks hard,” wanting him to look at her.
He finished his set and let the dumbbell drop to the ground and then looked up at her. His eyes went straight to her pussy then darted away quickly. “It’s not too bad. You get used to it.”
She felt herself getting wet and she wondered if it showed through the blue material of the bikini. “Yeah, but most guys my age probably couldn’t lift as much weight as you.”
He laughed. “That is probably true. I do have that old man strength going for me.”
“I don’t think you’re an old man.”
“Well, me neither. It’s just an expression.”
“Oh,” she said. Not sure what to do now that she had his attention.
“Are you sure you have enough oil?” He smiled at her.
She looked down at her legs. They were all greasy now. She hadn’t been paying attention and had put way more than she’d meant to. Damn it. Whatever. She could just play it off. “I like a lot of oil.”
“Don’t use too much. It’s like cooking your skin. You don’t want to get skin cancer.”
“I won’t get cancer.”
“Ah, youthful optimism. I remember those days.”
“I’m not that young anymore you know. I’m going off to college soon. You probably won’t see much of me after I leave.”
“You’re not going to come back to visit me?”
“No, I mean I’ll visit. But who knows how often. I’m sure I’ll have lots of parties and stuff to go to. And finals or whatever. But on holidays I’ll come visit.”
He laughed again.
“Chuck?” she said.
“Yeah?”
“Would you mind putting oil on my back? I can’t reach it.”
“Um, I guess so.”
“I won’t bite, I promise.”
He shrugged and came and stood over her.
She wanted to rip his shorts down and put his cock in her mouth so bad. She resisted the temptation, and flipped over on her belly, then untied her bathing suit so he could put oil there. Her inner thighs tingled, and her pussy ached. She’d have to go take care of herself soon.
He knelt down beside her and squirted oil onto her back. It was warm and sticky. She wondered if that’s what it would feel like if he came on her.
His hands were on her back now, rubbing the oil in. They were so strong. He was doing it slow and hard like a massage. She sighed and enjoyed her step-dad touching her. “That feels good,” she said. “It’s like a massage.”
“It’s not too hard?”
“No, I like it hard.”
Then he finished her back and went over to his bench. She watched him has he walked and there was no mistaking the outline of his erect cock through his shorts when he turned around to face her with another weight in his hand.
Very slowly, she crept the hand that was farthest from him, on the other side of her body, underneath her hips, careful not to move so quickly that he would see her. He was doing some kind of squat thing now and not watching her. She slipped her fingers inside the bottoms of her bathing suit and into her moist sex. They slid right in from all her wetness. She moaned softly has she fingered herself, Chuck only ten feet away, grunting as he worked out.
He put the weight down and sat down and looked over at her. She stopped fingering herself but didn’t dare move her hand. She didn’t think he could see where her hand was from his angle but if she moved it out it would probably be obvious.
“Where did your mom say she was going again?”
“I don’t know. Shopping or something. She won’t
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